My First Night With Cindy
As with all my posts, this story is true. The names have been changed to protect the participants (and I always seem to be one of the guilty parties). This is the story of the first night I spent with Candy. It was the start to a 2 year long distance relationship that ended primarily because of the 1800 miles that separated us and the need each of us had to be sexually satisfied on a regular basis.
Adjusting the Way Back machine to the mid 1980's in a place called Winnipeg, I was in my early 30's, recently divorced, 6', 140 lbs, running my own small company. I did some freelance work for a company out of Ottawa that audio recorded meetings and conferences so the participants could take home copies to study. It also allowed participants who missed certain sessions due to other activities to get to pretend that they ware actually there. This particular event had some international heavy hitters attending and the organizers hired a PR person to handle the press. The first morning of the conference I was setting up my equipment, checking the feeds from all the conference rooms and setting up the duplication equipment when I look up as this gorgeous raven barrels down the hall. Standing 5'6*quot;
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